Peter 'Peavy' Wagner - Vocals, Bass Manni Schmidt - Guitars, Backing vocals Chris Efthimiadis - Drums ----------------
Part 1: The Devil's Triangle
Tell the press that we can't say more There's nothing that we know 'bout for sure What has happend to our machines We found no wrecks and nothing was seen
Fourteen men are lost anywhere There's nothing we can do for them there Those guys we have sent out for the search They're missing too, it seems as if we're cursed
Mayday, mayday Without a trace flight 19 got lost in the sky Mayday, mayday Without a trace flight 19 got lost in the sky
Many ships and planes We miss in this part of the Atlantic In the Bermuda triangle Magnetic fields are disturbed sometimes
Maybe that's a reason, but Who knows what really happened there Is the Flying Dutchman real Are they transfered from space And time in another sphere
Mayday, mayday Without a trace flight 19 got lost in the sky Mayday, mayday Without a trace flight 19 got lost in the sky
Part 2: The Atlantis
Drowned in the sea, some thousand years ago We searched for ages for the place But noon yet has found a way through the haze, no
Myths and legends wind 'round treasures there to find A whole civilisation died And all they knew, it sunk with them in their grave
The scientists found out some theories about An earthquake dragged it all away Maybe this was meant in tales 'bout the flood...
The earth has changed its face and took our fruits away We know, the people there were wise Was mankind's cradle lost before our time
Mayday, mayday Mayday, mayday Without a trace Atlantis drowned into the sea Without a trace Atlantis drowned into the sea
Part 3: Uninvited Visitors
I've seen, I have seen them, I know what I tell you Last night when I drove home they were There, this is true They hung in the air above the motorway Then they came down to me A phosphorising light piercing me and the time It stood still On the motorway Then they came down to me A phosphorising light piercing me and the time It stood still
I've heard from a neighbour, he saw them at home They stood before his window watching him, so Maybe they first want to study our life Yeah, they study our life Before they get in contact with us They must know who we are To study our life Yeah, they study our life Before they get in contact with us They must know who we are
Do you know 'bout U.F.O.'s Maybe there's more life than we know What comes now? I am eager to know Will they come back and clear our doubts I am eager to know Will they come back and clear our doubts
Without a trace they came and left us in a mess Without a trace they came and left us in a mess